A New Year

Obviously, it's not New Year's yet. That's all the way in January and we're not even done with August yet. I'm talking about a different new year. The one that marks a student's life with dread. The new school year!

*cue horror music*

Let's face it. As students, the majority of us measure our years by school year instead of actual calendar years. In addition, every new school year we tell ourselves the same thing. I'm going to get good grades this year. I'll work harder.

Does it ever actually happen? Um, no.

This year it'll be different. I whine and gripe all the time about how hard math is and how I hate math and how I'm stupid. Frankly, negativity is my thing. But I've been taking an SAT prep class during the summer and I'm horrible at it. I get the most wrong answers in the class and whenever the math teacher calls on me, I have no idea how to answer his question. This class is helping me, though, and hopefully after this ordeal I'll be able to get the SAT score I want.

I'm learning from this, and not just how to "attack" the SAT. Whenever I start to feel hopeless and stupid and frustrated, I stop myself and think I'm good at math. I'm learning. It sounds ridiculous, but it helps. It clears my perfectionism because it reminds me that it's okay not to understand because I'm learning.

Everyone's been raving over positive affirmations for a long time, but I was always too much of a downer to join them. This school year, I'll use them.

This school year, I'm going to ace my courses (including math and AP Bio). It's a new year, it's a new start.

New Direction

No, not One Direction, the British boy band. NEW Direction.

I'm trying to change this blog to reflect more of who I actually am, not the ideal I want to be. And if I'm anything, it's lazy. Sometimes I get into these obsessive moods where I want to the perfect girl who gets a 5.0 GPA, is president of the school council, reads to blind dogs and cats, weighs ninety pounds, and who is the captain of the track team.

As if! Most of the time it's an accomplishment if I even get out of bed before eight. Hell, it's an accomplishment if I even change out of my pajamas during the summer.

So that's what I am. I'm lazy.

I do want to get things done, though, hence the blog name "Lazy Girl Gets Sh*t Done". It's a purely idealistic thought, considering the most I've accomplished today is one unit of Driver's Ed and haven't even studied for the SAT since a week ago.

But maybe by acknowledging my laziness, I can get things done. In the past, I'd pull myself out of a nap and do ALL the things in one day. I'd keep trying to do ALL the things until I eventually burnt myself out and fell to the floor in an exhausted heap.

New strategy: Do a little bit each day. Don't get overwhelmed...

And keep taking naps because they rock.

Relaunch and Stuff

So I've been enjoying my summer in Europe. Yeah, you read it right. I'm in Europe. Finals were horrible and I'm sure any good therapist would tell you I don't remember much of it because I'm blocking painful memories. That's true. I survived the school year, though, and it feels so great to be free.

And free still has its chains like SAT prep and reviewing science and math for next year, but this is so much better than school. I'm introverted so it's easier for me to work by myself. It's not that I don't like people because I do...sometimes. Other times I hate people more than that grumpy old neighbor of yours.

Meeh, off topic again. Europe is amazing and I love it to death. There are a LOT of pickpockets in Paris, just fyi. It was insane how many times my aunt and uncle almost got pickpocketed. My aunt slapped away someone's hand from her purse!

More tales and pictures to come.

Another warning: I might change my blog name and URL and a lot of other things if I get around to it. This blog is kind of depressing and the quest to be perfect is extremely unhealthy and unrealistic.

And who knows? I might get morose and obsessive again. But hopefully I'll be bloggin' through it all and I'll be YOUR moody little teenage sister.

Yeah, I don't know either. Will you let me blame it on 3 hours of sleep?

Crunch time

It's a week away from finals and I'm a nervous wreck. Due to stress, four ugly pimples have bloomed on my face and I've gained four pounds from stress eating. How much studying have I done? ...a lot but not enough. I'm aiming for an A on my math test tomorrow and an A on the final. What's my average math test score? Uh, C?

Wish me luck and I'm off to the world of studying!

I know I'm not a regular blogger...

And that kind of sucks. I have this obsession with perfection as you all know but I'm hopelessly lazy at the same time.

Bleeeh, how have you guys been? My parents have started turning off the internet in order to force us to study but it hasn't really been working. They forget that my brother has an iPhone and that I can read for hours.

Teenager rebellion is tough. My version of rebelling is forging my mom's signature because she won't let me take AP Biology next year. She found out, of course, and we fought over whether or not I could handle a class like that.

Yes, I'm rebelling by torturing myself. Too many APs aren't good, blah, blah, blah. My GPA needs this. :)

On another random note, drinking tea right before bed is a bad idea.

Meeeh

So my grades haven't seen very much improvement but I did start exercising. It's only walking a few miles a day, but I haven't progressed along enough to jog. My poor body just isn't able to handle it. Lately, my friends have all been exercising and one of them lost 10 lbs! It's enough motivation for me to get my butt kicked into gear. The sad thing is that none of my friends even let me talk about dieting.

They say I'm too skinny even though I'm not and ignore the fact that my body is so soft and loose that I look like a middle aged woman. I may have small bones but I lack any muscle and my fat just...hangs off me. I have a muffin top too. It's gross, I know.

I want a healthier lifestyle because unlike the rest of the Americans, I don't want heart disease in my late thirties because as a teenager I was too stupid to take care of my body. Wow, what a run on sentence that was. But whenever I try to join in their conversations about healthy foods and new exercises, they just chide me and say "You're so skinny" and then leave me out of the rest of the conversation.

It's really annoying, but I didn't mean to complain about that. xD If anything, by shutting me out they're motivating me to be healthier. Just you see.

Competitive much, Juju?

Yes, very. :)

Motivation

It's been over a month since I last posted. Whoops, I am very sorry about that. Blogging regularly isn't a  talent of mine, as you can see. There was a lag in the self-improvement journey because I'm such a procrastinator and I have motivation issues, but I think things are going smoothly right now. While I'm not much of a runner (my knees are sort of bad for a youngster) I have taken up walking/speed walking and might actually try jogging soon. Because, really, speed walking is for old ladies, and while I am one inside, my body isn't actually like that yet. I bought some nice sneakers the other day and got a pair of simple ballet flats so I don't have to wear sneakers every day.

Motiviational-wise, I have a bunch of cheesy quotes taped around my room so hopefully that'll get me to work harder.

It's getting warm where I live, so I should probably get rid of my winter flab so I can look cute in shorts. ;) We'll see how that goes, as someone who adores food and loathes exercise.

The semester ended this week for my school, and it's time for semester two. Ugh, there's a whole other semester to muddle through? It should be over, right? The good news is that I have a B in math. Not a B- or a C or a D. I got a solid B!

Hopefully, 2013 will be my year.

xoxo,
Juju